Our relationship hasn't changed or shifted that much, except we might be a little farther apart in one way and maybe a little closer in another. We ta...ked a lot and I found out several things that I have always wondered about the early years before my father. What she told me lets me understand her better. She asked me to keep her confidence and I will. Sandy has always been a good woman and she still is."When dinner was over, I asked Phyllis to go to the hospital with me to visit her father.. Rubbed, pinched, sucked. Michael give me your hand.” “Huh?” he said, lifting his eyes from her breasts up to her face. “Here,” she said reaching down and taking him by the wrist. “Now place it right here on my tit. Mmm, now just tease my nipple a bit and tell me what you feel.” His cock pulsed as she lowered his palm over her. Her skin was warm and her breast soft yet firm under his fingers. Nervously he rolled his him around the red rub of flesh, feeling it stiffen as he did. His heart was. His mom Sundari was casual around him. She wouldn’t mind locking the bedroom while she changed sarees. Nor wouldn’t she mind walking from her bathroom to bedroom with just a pettycoat on to fetch the clothes to wear.During summer when she feels itchy she wouldn’t mind scratching her knees and thighs in front of her son. Sometimes while travelling in bike he would feel his mother’s breast brush his back.Shankar started to think, what if his mother too had the same sexual feelings towards him.. She lay down and pulled Helen's head back to her crotch with her hair. "Eat me again you cunt lapping whore," she hissed, spreading her legs wide and forcing Helen's mouth down over her slit. One of the other women knelt over Tracy's head and ground her cunt down onto the waiting mouth. The other moved to the other end and knelt between the legs of the woman who was still eating Helen's cunt.Panting, grunting, moaning and gasping were the only sounds for many minutes as the five women worked.